I think it is.

 3 weeks are finally up, quite early in the morning decided to casually text him “When will you be back in KL?”

“I’m flying back tonight, will reach KL at 10pm.”

I wished him well, and went on with my plan of just lazying around cause I don’t have anything planned until late afternoon.

At about 9am, a person I thought to be my confidante in good and bad times decided to verbally attack me on my spirituality - the way I dress up and my relationship with God. It was a short encounter but it really did feel like an attack. I was sad and angry, my mood for the weekend was spoiled and I kinda don’t wanna sit and mope around.

A crazy idea struck my head, I sent him a proposal of it.

“Hey this sounds a little crazy but I’m just trying my luck. What do you say if I pick you up at the airport tonight at 10pm, then we head straight to Perlis?”

Perlis is where all our climber friends are - they have a competition which I was so dead set on NOT joining lol.

Of course I expected a “I’m sorry I’m too tired for such a long drive.”

Instead of that, he asked me a few questions - who’s gonna be there, do we have a place to stay, is it okay for me to pick him up. After I’ve answered all that, his texts came in.

“You know what? Let’s do it!”

I packed my pillows and comforters, since all the rooms in the Airbnb our friends are at was occupied, we’re just gonna crash on the living room. “There’s plenty of room so just bring whatever that will help make you more comfortable!” They said.

I’m glad I have to teach a climbing course from 4 to 8, that means I don’t just wait and stare at the clock until 9pm. Once I’m done with my course, I drove to pick him up at klia2 and ah, it feels so good to see him after so long (3 weeks) lol

The drive was a fun one, despite him being so tired, he was up 90% of the trip and we were just talking random issues. 

I’m too lazy to finish the story but I don’t wanna forget a particular moment in the car.

I emergency-braked cause the car in front of us suddenly stopped. Everytime I feel like my brake isn’t smooth, I have this reflect of touching the person next to me. If I’m driving, I’ll hold the person in the passenger seat and if I’m the passenger, I’ll hold the driver. Maybe it’s an internal protective instinct trying to stop them from jerking forward or whatever. 

This time, the same thing happened, but there’s a slight difference. When I reach out my hand to him, he held my hand and he held it a few seconds longer. My heart leaped and I don’t know what to do.

You see, the usual situation is I would be the one holding, so when the brake situation is done, everything is safe, I’d let go. But now he’s the old holding my hand, do I leave it there? Is this gonna be awkward? Haha well after a few seconds I moved my hands and he kinda let go but our hands are also still kinda touching then I just pulled my hand and placed it on the arm rest.

Let’s just say….that incidence (and the whole conversation we had on our 12 hours drive) made me certain that I do not want to lose the chance of being with him. I’ve decided that I would confess my feelings for him when we are at Annapurna Base Camp, that’s 26 days away.